We lose our hair, our teeth! Our bloom, our ideals. >>
The tears of the world are a constant quality. For each one who begins >>
Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards, I take the air ther >>
If you're there before it's over, you're on time. >>
The while we keep a man waiting, he reflects on our shortcomings. >>
Few things tend more to alienate friendship than a want of punctuality >>
We are not saints, but we have kept our appointment. How many people can boast as much?